Luyện nghe bài hát Young Homie

Open up my mind with these words,
Let this music like an overture,
She's the only one, one, one, yeah,
And so I roll her, ooh,
That's how supposed to be,
Living with loved ones close to me,
Shh, ah, is the remedy,
And I got the recipe, I need no Hennessey,
Yeah, it's been nine now,
Haven't had a drink and I'm starting to see now,
I'm putting all my down,
I can hear the now,
Seeing peace signs when I around

Hey, young homie what you on
Looking at life, how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my brothers and sisters, will we get along,
Hey, young homie what you on,
Looking at life, how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, live it long,
To my brothers and when will we get along

Open up your eyes, around
Homie, can you see how it's down?
Brothers up, sisters knocked up
If you wanna build your love up, put hate down
Ooh, that's the way to live
Turnin' to positives
"It's gonna be alright" Bob said
Fuck the shit, keep it movin', that's what time it is

Hey, young homie what you on
at life, like how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my brothers and sisters, when will we get
Hey, young what you trippin' on
Looking at life, how did I get it wrong,
Life's too short, live it long,
To my brothers and sisters, when we get along

peace to the war in the streets,
Give peace to the evil creeps, yeah,
I just ride, put my to the sky,
Live like I'm never gon' die,
See we be and fussing over nothing,
So destruction, looking like puppets,
like nothing, now listen,
It takes education, to your reputation,
bad to good, you're gettin' better now you're elevating,
They be singing, hanging, everybody's chillin'
Not stop this, living on the feeling,
Man this is the thing, tell me can you feel me,
Wait 'til they drop this, on the ceiling

Hey, homie what you trippin' on
Ah, what you trippin' on,
Life's too short, gotta it long,
To my brothers and sisters when we get along,
Hey, young homie what you on,
Looking at life, like how did I get it
too short, gotta live it long,
To my brothers and when will we get along

Young homie what you on